the little things

I still remember my daughter's favorite phrase as a toddler, " Just a lil bit" and she would put her forefinger and thumb very close together to illustrate her point.

Well as I am coming back to work and thinking of her.
I'm thinking of a little change I can make -- not over-burdening her with my every thought.
I have had to grow and still grow through our separation, I look at my actions and the reasons for them.

I have spent a huge chunk of my life running -- somewhere.
whether emotionally so I didn't have to handle the loss of my mother and replaced it with dedication to someone I never figured out if I really wanted to marry;
to the separation anxiety being filled with too many commitments and committees and stuff; like I haven't had to learn too much about my husband because I am always off doing stuff.

I have to ask myself the lesson I've taught my two.
Maria kind of defends her 'do nothing' time by saying I just want to be still in my room doing nothing.  I used to do that, but I guess when so many people wanted a piece of my time, I got caught up in doing their stuff and so to defend my time -- I found stuff to do.

Wow!

One little step at a time.
Hugs to me :)